Date: Wed, 16 Jul 1997 13:29:38 -0700 (PDT)
From: Man Lover
Subject: "Marty's Cum Addict" (beginnings/interracial)
"Marty's Cum Addict"
By Man Loving
Marty and I have been together for over 2 years. We met when I was
working at this software company in town. Marty is one of those
computer geek guys. He's good looking, sandy brown hair, green eyes
and a mustache. I know that he's been cruised by girls and guys
alike, but he's just been oblivious to it. He never had sex with a
girlfriend or boyfriend for that matter. That was kind of scary. I
was feeling more ready to nest and settle down with one person when I
met Marty. I'd been around the block a few times and feared that
Marty might want to experiment his way out of virginity.
I told Marty early on how I'd had a few 'boyfriends' early on who
basically used me for what they wanted and moved on. I told him how
I'd done the slut thing too (out of depression, frustration and
anger), but I was over that now and really wanted to be with only one
man. I could do it too, because I read a lot about relationships
after my early mishaps and after my brief downward spiral. I'd dated
one guy for a year and thought that it was 'the one' for a while - but
we had different dreams about our lives and our relationship. Our
separation was civil and even caring.
Marty came along when I was really ready and capable of being true and
committed to him with my heart and body. I joke that it's sort of a
master/slave thing. I'm the type who wants my romantic heart and my
body to belong to one man only and for him to promise himself to me
the same. It's old-fashion, yes, but it's HOT - willing and
independent submission to the total ownership of another man. I would
be the love and sex partner of only one man my owner, and he would be
the same to me. We would own each other. That's what I was looking
for when Marty came along.
With that background, you might wonder why I titled this story as I
did. It's such a perverse idea in some ways, but because of what I
just told you, it really isn't. You see, between Marty and me, I'm
the one who can orally take and swallow the other's cum. I'd been
wanting to do it for so long, and actually one or two guys did cum in
my mouth without warning back when my self-esteem was shit. It was
scary suddenly tasting salty, almost bitter, sauce-like stuff on my
tongue. Those weren't good times. Maybe it might have been fun if
they were really my friends and not strangers and I knew for sure that
they were clean.
But Marty and I dated for a good while before we even had sex, before
we even touched each other's cock or made out in either of our
apartments while still fully dressed in our clothes. Marty was a
virgin, that he wasn't into the gay scene stuff, and that he wanted to
date and know the person before having sex. I knew then and there
when he told me that, I really wanted and needed Marty in my life. He
was the dream I'd been seeking all my life.
After a year of dating (among other notable things like meeting his
family as 'Marty's boyfriend') we finally moved from the condom
sucking to me being able to suck his 'naked' cock. I remember that
first time.
"Marty, its me that has to wear that thing, not you," I said.
"Please, I want to suck you with nothing in the way."
Marty looked down at me as I rested between his naturally muscled
legs, muscled from biking and hiking. I held his thick 9" pole in my
hand and licked it as I slowly began to pull the condom back up and
off his cock. He said nothing and I kept going, both of us still
locked in each other's gaze.
I squeezed his pulsating shaft in my black hands and continued to lick
him from balls on up.
"Marty, I love you, and you know it," I said. "That is why I want to
do this." I let go of his dong but it continued to stand straight up
into the air. It was like a glistening rocket, all angry and ready to
shoot to the stars. I let him calm down a bit and then cuddled up to
him, my excited black cock pressed against his thigh as we sucked some
serious face.
Reaching down, I wrapped his pulsing ivory log in my hand. He panted
and groaned.
"That's it baby, my man is feeling good. My baby Marty likes it,
yea?" I panted into his mouth as our lips and tongues were still
battling it out for control of the other's mouth.
"Oh, fuck yea" Marty managed to say one brief moment as his mouth was
able to unlock from mine. Soon both mouths were connected again as I
sucked his tongue back into my throat. Marty began humping his cock
in the grip of my hand. I released him and got into position. His
cock-head was an angry creamy-pink with a pool of pre-cum goo at his
piss-hole.
"Marty, this is for you as much as it's for me" I said. I wanted him
to be a part of my body, for him to know how much united with him. I
opened my mouth and took the flared mushroom head of my boyfriend's
cock inside. Marty twitched and moaned, knowing that this suck was
going to be a thousand times more intense than the ones we'd shared
before. This suck, above all others, would be a suck of unity.
He continued to twitch as my tight throat made room for him to enter.
Before it was over, he'd repeatedly insert two inches of cock in my
throat, and lodge them there as he came. I began to gulp him in, deep
and wild.
That's right stud. Throw your head back and spread your legs like a
god-damn frog.
I loved it when Marty was this way. I knew he was getting close. I
began to deep throat him as best I could with his thick girth. In the
beginning, my throat would be sore days after I tried to go down on
Marty to his pubic bush.
"Oh baby, suck me off, man. That's what cock is for, that's what my
cock is for. I'm about to cum, John. Drink me! Oh shit, here it
comes!"
I rammed my mouth all the way down Marty's cylinder, and stayed put.
Marty arched his back totally surrendering his flag-pole to me. I
gulped, knowing that we were in the final stretch. I knew that we
were near the finish line when Marty reached up to the brown nipples
on his cream-colored chest and began to twist. It only took about a
minute after that for the floodgates to Marty's balls to unlock.
I looked up in time to see Marty open his eyes to watch me express my
total need to be a part of him and for him to be a part of me. I
swear, my butch dude Marty had tears in his eyes as he shot cum down
my throat.
He reached down and slowly ran his hands through my coarse curly hair
and over my smooth black skin. I could feel his thick goo coating the
lining of my throat and sliding down the pike into my stomach as I
backed my mouth up off his dong far enough to get the head out of my
throat and into my mouth. I nursed on him like I was a baby and his
cock was my bottle. "That's it baby", he said. "You're mine now and
I'm yours for the rest of our lives."